#Chapter 7 – Mate Bond
Karl

Tiffany’s mouth drops open. She looks at me with some panic, but I don’t know what to say. I’m equally,

if not more, shocked than she is.

“Are you kidding me?” she says. “You’re the owner of this place?”

Abby exchanges a glance with the man beside her. He shifts uncomfortably, looking for a chance to

escape.

“Occasionally,” she replies. “I’m also the chef.”

I look at her for a long moment, something heavy sitting on my chest. “Can we talk alone?”

Her gaze finds mine, and she frowns at the look on my face. After a moment, she glances down at her

watch. “I’m sorry, but the restaurant is really busy tonight. I have to get to another customer.”

She leans closer to the man beside her, and they talk for a moment in low voices. I clench my jaw,

annoyed at the sight of them standing so close. Are they together or are they just colleagues?

“Thanks, Abby,” he says finally. He gives us a weary look as he moves around us and exits the

restaurant.

“Abby–” I start, but the door behind us opens, cutting me off.

A woman walks in, and Abby’s face lights up at the sight of her. She’s dressed in a flattering black

dress, with one of the biggest diamond necklaces I’ve ever seen. Her gaze finds Tiffany and me. She

looks us up and down, then dismisses us completely. Beside me, Tiffany bristles.

Abby greets her warmly, giving her a hug. “Hi, how are you?” she says.

I clench my hands into fists. I can almost feel the heat of her body as the memory of holding her in my

arms comes back to me. She gave the best hugs. After a hard day, there was nothing I wanted more

arms, and it always made me feel better. I haven’t realized

missed that until now.

her hug, then takes a step back. “I

the other night, but I

back more memories than I’d care

Now the way she looks at me makes me feel like

did you think of our new dish?”

Abby. Truly,”

the woman to her table,

what we’re still doing here, but I

back a few moments later with a drink, placing it down

moves on to the customers beside

that her customers

admit it to myself, but I missed seeing her like this.

the house, making it ‘just so,’ as

making it comfortable, and I never really appreciated it

to

to me, and I brace myself. Tiffany, when she’s annoyed,

Alpha. She levels me with a

your ex-wife just had to

up, Tiffany,”

tracking Abby as she moves through the room, becoming more desperate

the minute. Eventually, I realize she’s not going to talk to

olive skin and a sharp black bob takes

bland smile.

amiably to the men seated there,

think I recognize one of the men smiling up

back, my wolf growls. If you

I really need to get out of here.

into my arms and pretend the last few years

betrayal never happened. But

seriously forgotten why we separated? I say. I can’t stop the

from running through my mind. There was so much evidence, and

adamant I get her

replies. Our bond isn’t completely

start to protest, but he cuts me off. If you don’t listen to

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